maybe it's just thomas, but, everything is feeling better. the sky seems brighter, the birds chirp louder, music seems clearer, dogs are fluffier and i have kept track of how many times morality has made thomas stop to pet an animal in this past week, but, i'm getting a little tired of it...you know?
i sigh, sitting on my bed, bored to say the least, what else can i do rather than just sit?
i can overhear thomas's conversation, though, with talyn and joan.
"hey! darude sanders-storm!" i could hear joan announce, hearing the chuckles all around. i could tell how carefree thomas was, for once, but i could tell he wasn't...him.
"anxiety!" i hear a yell, "roman...indoor voices" i reply as he opens my door, and i place a finger to my lips. "don't sass me mister! now, start caring about things!" he commands. "huh?". "thomas? he's too...carefree, i don't like you meddling with him, but he isn't him, give him some ance" he retorts, "nah" i reply, and his eyes widen. "what?". "...nah".
"how dare you speak in such a manner to moi!" he retorts, and storms out, leaving me to smirk, but it kinda stings that he said he doesn't like me doing things around thomas.
but what can you do?
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pale || prinxiety
Fanfiction⚠️ C O M P L E T E D ⚠️ i used a pale shade of foundation for a reason. it hides a lot. it hides the red cheeks either from blushing, or when the skin gets irritated from tears. [Highest Ranking: 16th August 2017, #148 in Fanfiction]
